The Sick lyrics
Song information
Artist: Pig Album: Sinsation
Lyrics
Don't think I can't see through you Don't think you would ever fool me I'll get what's coming to me
From the womb unto the tomb The stagnant air that fills the room Into the shrine where you have knelt You felt the buckle now feel the belt
Don't give it away
Your deepest cut will leave no mark This sceptic skin will never scar Come breathe some light into my dark
Be penitent and penetrate Between the liquor and all these lies See past the bruises of your hate Come face to face and meet your fate
The weak will walk the sick will see Caress my cursed soul for me These begging hands will pray with glee Upon your blackened fists and knees
This sleuth hound is the lord of lies This boiling pot will draw the flies Write one more cheque before you die
Repeat
Don't think I can't see through ya Do ya think I'd ever fool ya You'll get what's coming to ya You'll get what's coming to ya You'll get what's coming to ya The weak will walk the sick will see Caress my cursed soul for me These begging hands will prey with glee Upon your blackened fists and knees
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
"Sinsation" album track list
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